[Smart, creator.]
The system offered as the large mirror shattered into pieces by Thanh Van's feet, the world suddenly gaining color after the green smoke had cleared.
Thanh Van's hold over the gun tightened, his world suddenly painted in blackened crimson. The coppery scent of blood coated his tongue with every ragged breath in.
It was fucking disgusting.
Thanh Van took a cautious step back, kicking at Kim Jihun's hand. The soaked carpet beneath his feet sank with his every movement, the blood bubbling up the soles of his shoe.
Thanh Van's pupils twitched as his gaze washed over the bloody handprints that had clawed bits and pieces of the white wallpaper, at the smeared blood that drew long, suffering lines as the players tried to squirm free from whatever had attacked them.